Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 220 The Rocket-Speed ​​Death Count
Only 152 people came on flight 215; the others couldn't come due to family, work, or health reasons.

Standin's face was expressionless. Over the years, there had been many other supernatural events besides "Death," such as demons and ghosts.

In every incident, no matter how hard you try to clearly explain the cause and effect, there will always be some people with underdeveloped cerebellum who insist on going against the grain.

Countless such fools have died. It's already 2014, and countless horror movies about the supernatural have been made. If we haven't encountered any in real life, shouldn't we learn from the movies?
Disasters lead to mass deaths, while supernatural events result in solitary deaths.

What a simple truth...

An older woman, wearing a floral dress and weighing nearly 200 pounds, swayed over and said with her hands on her hips, "Why does this happen? We work hard to pay taxes every year, you must take responsibility for our safety."

Li Xuan recognized her; she was the person who sat in the seat in front of him on the plane. When Ethan had his nightmare and warned everyone, this older woman had even mocked him…

Flight 215 was a transoceanic flight that took off from Hong Kong Island. In addition to foreigners, there were also many Chinese passengers. They arrived at this unfamiliar building, and everyone's face was filled with vigilance.

Just then, Standin's phone rang.

He glanced at it, projected the information directly onto the monitor, and said, "It's been less than two hours since you all disembarked, and six passengers have already died in 'accidents'! Your cooperation will greatly increase your chances of survival, at least... until Death is eliminated."

You will be staying here for about two months, and all accommodations will be provided at the lowest market price.

The crowd began to murmur in disbelief.

They gave their various reasons why they couldn't stay here for long.

Some people are appealing, arguing that they, as taxpayers, shouldn't have to pay and that Standin should voluntarily provide free services...

Standin arranged for these people to live in rooms on various floors. These rooms contained only basic necessities, with no exposed electrical wires, and even the toilets were made of a special soft material to prevent accidents.

However, he could not force these flight passengers to stay indoors 24 hours a day, because that would be illegal; anyone who wanted to leave had to agree to it.

With various accommodation restrictions, the number of people decreased, and in the end only a little over sixty people were willing to stay.

Father John stood by the window, looking at the bustling traffic on the ground like ants, and sighed, "When you die, nothing is left. Don't you even understand that?"

Thunderbolt was still chewing gum, his hands in his pockets: "I'm keeping an eye on the survivors according to their numbers. I'll make sure they're all there."

Father John paused for a moment and then said, "Have the survivors who are wandering outside come to my church and have them baptized with holy water at least once a day, in the hope of delaying the arrival of the calamity..."

Standin looked at Li Xuan and asked, "And what about this Mr. Li?"

Li Xuan reached into his waist pocket and placed the design blueprints for the Fengdu Dongyue Emperor Temple in Stantin's hand, saying, "During the time it takes for the temple to be built, I will do my best to delay the frequency of Death's attacks and try to save as many people as possible..."

“Once the temple is completed, I will seek the power of the gods to fight against death.”

The power of the gods?
Standin gave a strange look. Others had tried before, but the gods hadn't reacted at all. At least in all the years since cameras were invented, no one had ever successfully summoned a god to descend upon this world.

Li Xuan said, "I want the 39th floor."

Standin paused for a moment before saying, "Your request... okay, the materials will be delivered immediately tomorrow."

……

Leaving the Queen's Building.

The exorcists were each given a rugged tablet with a built-in satellite system, which could receive information from the Queen's Building as long as the obstruction wasn't too severe.

There was a software program inside; when you opened it, it showed a floor plan of an airplane, densely covered with various numbers, each corresponding to a passenger's seat. Six numbers in the middle of the plane had turned red, indicating that the passengers were dead.

On the software's navigation interface, numerous red dots appear on the New York map. Standin has dispatched a large number of staff to distribute survivor watches, which can locate, make calls, and monitor real-time heart rate.

It allows for convenient real-time data updates.

Of course, a small number of survivors refused to wear the watches, believing that Standin, an organization they had never heard of, was actually infringing on their right to privacy...

A new construction interface appeared in Li Xuan's software. It was labeled "China: Fengdu Beiyin Emperor Temple Project" and displayed the construction progress...

Higa Kotoko followed by her side, but she had no clue about the "Grim Reaper".

She once arranged a ritual in New York to confront "Death," but Death did not come. Neither praise nor insults could attract Death's attention.

This is why she was able to take the time to travel to the island nation to deal with the Po-Xiong demon.

Li Xuan was equally clueless, saying, "I've never seen Death kill anyone before. I have to predict the next victim and then rush to the scene to observe the situation..."

Kotoko Higa's fingers moved across the tablet, watching the numbers jump back and forth on the leaderboard. This was a death probability leaderboard, with the number one spot representing a 99% probability.

The probability is determined by factors such as whether survivors are protected and whether they have safety awareness.

During the chat, the number one on the leaderboard, red, fell to the last row... He died. Clicking on the number reveals his basic information: he was a sixteen-year-old girl.

Death seems to have grown tired of killing.

After seven people died, no one else died.

Li Xuan attempted to enter Hell at night, but just like in the island nation, after opening the entrance to Hell and stepping inside, he could only see an endless, desolate Gobi Desert, as if it were an abandoned world.

Are different hellish boundaries also created between nations?
he does not know……

Attempts to summon the Chief Clerk all ended in failure.

Li Xuan touched the black mark between his eyebrows. After blocking a fatal attack, this thing needed to wait 24 hours to cool down before it could take effect again.

Black Pattern can also communicate directly with King Yama, who will default to calling up troops at the Fengdu Command Platform to provide support.

You can't use it until you've seen Death.

The troops were led from the command platform, but they had no target. The blame will fall on King Yama and Li Xuan...

The next day.

Li Xuan awoke from his cultivation and casually refreshed the leaderboard on his tablet. The number of survivors had dropped to 180, and the captain and flight attendants of Flight 215 were all dead.

The construction progress of the Fengdu Emperor Temple is five percent.

The tablet has built-in chat groups, including exorcists and survivors. The survivors' group is almost in an uproar, with all sorts of complaints and requests for strong protection.

It started at 2 a.m.

Death seemed unable to bear the loneliness and worked overtime, prioritizing the killing of survivors wandering outside the Queen's Building. Except for a few who realized the danger and took the initiative to avoid it, almost everyone else was dead.

(End of this chapter)